CHAPTER 6
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I woke up, feeling my throat dry. I know the reason behind my weakness, excitement. I was excited to live with Gaurav because of which I forgot to eat or drink anything for 10 hours and now, I am waking up with my throat patched, on a comfortable bed. But I was weak so I decided to save my energy. So, I just laid there, thinking of my life.
First, I thought that no one will love me. But then suddenly, two guys claim to love me. The first guy's love is gentle while the second is, I guess just obsessed with me. But why me? Maybe, it was just a stupid bet made by some students. But a student of HBNI shouldn't do things like this. Whatever the reason, we have to get out of here as soon as possible. And, I am worried about Gaurav's life. Is he well? Did Shahid's doctors treat him well?
Just at that thought, I could hear footsteps coming closer. If it is Gaurav, I will be thankful. If he is Shahid, I will straightaway kick his male part before running for the door. But every movement is painful, like I have no energy, which was kind of true.
The footsteps seemed to come closer, till it stopped and the room was flooded with light. I opened my eyes to see Shahid there, with a pen and a document in his hand. I immediately sat straight. I don't want to be vulnerable in front of him.
He came closer and handed me the pen and the document and asked me to sign it. I looked at it and it was a freaking marriage certificate, which was already signed by him and two more witnesses. I looked up at him questioningly and he smirked. This surely is not a bet...
"Sign this and Gaurav will be safe and don't you dare trick me with a fake sign. I know your signature. Gaurav is being treated now and he will be under our custody till you start loving me and I can start trusting you."
Okay, so sign this and show him that I love him so that he can leave Gaurav and I can also escape from here. If I fail to escape from here, at least Gaurav will be safe.
I nodded and signed my imprisonment letter with my own hands. Now, I am Mrs. Jessica Shahid Khan. Why me?
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